The Root of Suffering

“… She had given him a pair of very ordinary Finnish wellington boots for his birthday. He tried to beam with delight but the expression of disbelief stayed on his face for too long and she saw there was something wrong. …

“… He couldn’t stop thinking about the 30,000-krona wristwatch he’d given her for her birthday, bought after a week of explorations all over town and discussions with watchmakers about brands, gold plating, mechanisms, straps, water tightness, Switzerland and cuckoo clocks. He’d applied all his detective skills to find the right watch….”   (Jar City, 2000, Arnaldur Indriðason)

From this sort of thing — what I did for you, what you didn’t do for me — is borne so much human bitterness, resentment,  violence, sadness and grief.

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